Entry #9

Dear Reader,

My mind is blown. As I look at my art studio today. I see the pottery wheel placed to the left of the room. Theres a bear sculpture holding a bird in the right back corner. His fur is detailed, and there are wild flowers sculpted around him. Theres pottery bowls to the left on the shelf. A completed hairy tarantula on the shelf as well. And a half made bird with a thick feathery tail. And I made all of this.

My hobby has become a huge part of my life. Ceramics brings me peace. And growing up I always thought becoming a mom or even just an adult ment I wouldn’t get to do ceramics anymore. How would I gind the time? How would I ever be able to do part of what i love when i have kids? The answer. I do it with them. I let them mold there mounds of clay until they poke a thousand holes in it and tell me its a lava rock. I cant help but laugh with them as they seem to enjoy playing with clay just as much as I do. Our most honest and open conversations have been while we are doing ceramics. Whether Im on the wheel or hand building.

Ceramics, if anything, hasnt hindered my relationship with them. Its made it stronger. Its letting them see my creativity as its molded right before there eyes. Its showing them how vulnerable I am when Im molding something. They are my world. And I am so happy Ceramics has given us the opportunity to have real family moments.

Just a random thought. How can your hobby benefit you and your family?

Love Ally